Looting the Kitchen Ingredients Clean!

"Oh? That iron armor of yours is quite impressive."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the iron armor on Lin Xiao's body with some surprise.

The material was actually quite good; having fallen from such a high place, it didn't even have a single scratch.

Moreover, he was a six-year-old child who didn't even utter a sound of pain.

This showed just how absurd the armor's hardness and defense truly were.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo didn't say a single word.

They instantly dropped down in front of Lin Xiao, stretched out their fingers, and tapped gently on the armor.

"Clang—"

"Clang—"

"This sound isn't right. What material is it made of?"

Sword Douluo frowned.

"This sound is neither iron nor wood. Could it be some rare material?"

Bone Douluo's lean palms also tapped the armor twice, nodding in agreement.

"The hardness is extremely high, and when soul power strikes it, there is even a feeling of deflected force. No wonder the kid was completely fine after falling from such a high place every time."

Lin Xiao stood in place, watching the two Title Douluo circle around him and tap at his iron armor, feeling somewhat helpless.

"These were all made from materials Uncle Ning sent over, except that my Guga remade them according to a formula.

As for why it deflected the force, um... martial soul traits?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't even want to hold meetings at this moment, staring at Lin Xiao without blinking an eye.

"Little Lin, can you tell Uncle the formula for this material? It won't treat you unfairly either. According to the sect's rules, your monthly stipend will be tripled!"

"I can, of course, but it won't have the shock-absorbing effect as strong as my armor."

Lin Xiao spread his hands.

If asked how it was made, the Guga themselves probably weren't very clear about it.

"Guga! Boss!! Are you alright, Guga!"

A group of Guga rushed in from the outside with pattering steps, ran over to Lin Xiao in a single stream, raised their little heads, and nervously surrounded the armor to look him up and down.

"Good thing you're alright, Guga."

The Mechanic Guga had red-rimmed eyes, full of self-blame.

Lin Xiao wanted to bend down to stroke their heads, but he directly got stuck halfway, unable to squat down no matter what.

His whole-body movement looked as though he was taking a dump.

"Sigh... Guga, help me take off the armor."

"No problem, Guga!"

The Mechanic Guga held screws and wrenches.

Huffing and puffing, they began to turn the screws, taking off the armor piece by piece.

"Phew~"

Lin Xiao stretched his limbs, only feeling his body was incomparably light.

Meanwhile, a group of Ninja Guga wearing forehead protectors stepped forward and unrolled scroll after scroll.

"Sasuguga!"

Their little hands slapped the scroll.

"Poof~"

A burst of smoke cleared, and those scattered armor components were taken into the scroll, with a "Seal" character drawn on top of it.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo aside watched with wide-open eyes.

"Little Lin, your martial soul also has a storage function?!"

Lin Xiao nodded smugly.

"Of course, my Guga can do a little bit of everything~ With them, I can be called invincible in the world!"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi didn't know whether he should be happy or have a headache.

"Sigh... Your martial soul has so many functions, this soul ring is really going to be hard to find.

I've flipped through the Soul Beast Illustrated Guide, yet I can't find a soul ring that matches your martial soul no matter what."

He rubbed the space between his eyebrows, a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

It wasn't good for a genius to be too monstrous either; he didn't even know how his own sect should nurture him.

If he nurtured him wrongly, he would be afraid of delaying this fine sapling.

He surely couldn't be like Yu Xiaogang's martial soul, choosing soul rings that farted, right?

Farting 1000 times all at once to blast the opponent to death?

"Little Lin, what are your thoughts regarding your soul ring?"

Lin Xiao had already thought about this long ago.

He was a detached-type martial soul and didn't rely on himself to deal damage.

"Uncle Ning, I want to acquire something that increases my own soul power and physical fitness."

"Every time the Guga use their abilities, they consume my soul power.

Only with a higher soul power limit and a stronger physical body can I fully bring out their skills.

Although eating can also quickly replenish soul power, that only increases the recovery speed, not the upper limit."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment and nodded heavily.

"Mm, it really is a good train of thought. Since that's the case, we'll do as you say.

I do know of one kind of soul beast that increases the soul power storage limit.

The Soul Gathering Turtle itself has no combat power, but its shell is hard enough, and it stores soul power at all times.

Its soul ring's core function is to raise the upper limit of soul power storage.

This afternoon, I'll let Uncle Sword take you to the Star Dou Forest to acquire the soul ring."

"Many thanks, Uncle Ning; many thanks, Senior Sword Douluo."

Lin Xiao quickly cupped his fists in thanks.

"Call me Grandpa Sword just like Rongrong does, and call this coward Bone Grandpa."

Sword Douluo waved his hand, his tone casual.

Bone Douluo's face darkened, and he cast a sideways glare at Sword Douluo.

"Well, you old swordman, you're the coward! Your whole family are cowards!"

Watching the two bicker, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help letting out a soft laugh.

"Uncle Sword, the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest are fraught with crises. Be careful in everything and be sure to protect Little Lin well."

"Rest assured." Sword Douluo nodded in response. "With me here, nothing will go wrong."

The matter was already settled.

Lin Xiao also took his leave, planning to go back and prepare thoroughly.

When he led the Guga past the cafeteria of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

A lightbulb lit up above his head.

His little hand pointed, and a wise expression appeared on his face.

"Sigh! A wild strategic resource re-sorting point!"

With a wave of his hand, he led the flock of Guga crashing into the kitchen warehouse.

The Guga quickly carried bags and sacks of food.

The Ninja Guga swiftly unrolled sealing scrolls to carry out the sealing.

Piles of meat, rice, flour, dried fruits, various seasonings, pots, bowls, ladles, and basins were all taken into the scrolls.

Meanwhile, the chefs preparing lunch within the sect held ladles and spatulas, trembling as they shrank into a corner.

There was no help for it; the previous head chef who went to stop them had already been lulled to sleep by a fat little penguin with a club.

He was still lying on the ground twitching to this day.

"Guga?"

Chef Guga saw them, walked over with a swaying body, and reached out a hand.

"Googuguga!"

The chefs cautiously handed the remaining ladles and spatulas into the hands of the little penguin before them.

"Guga~"

Only then did Chef Guga leave with satisfaction.

As for there being so much ingredients, how could the sealing scrolls possibly hold it all?

Laughing to death, where did so many rules come from?

Ever heard of nesting bags?

Sealing scrolls were wrapped layer by layer until, inside the very last sealing scroll, a total of several tons of ingredients could be stored.

Half an hour later.

A group of Guga carried Lin Xiao and ran quickly toward the direction of home, afraid that someone would snatch the things back right now.

The sect disciples watching the fun outside the cafeteria kept twitching the corners of their mouths, yet no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Seeing these little fellows run out, they even all subconsciously took a few steps back.

Everyone knew these little fellows had extraordinary backgrounds and couldn't be provoked.

And at this moment, a disciple raised a hand to ask a question.

"I have a question. The cafeteria was emptied out, what are we going to eat today?"

The air instantly fell silent.

"..."

"That's a good question..."

"No choice, we can only go out to eat..."

"I heard a new Xishi Tofu just opened in Tiandu City. Why don't we go eat her tofu?"

"Wondrous~ Wondrous indeed~ We'll do as you say."

The news of the kitchen being robbed quickly reached Ning Fengzhi's ears. Upon listening to the report, his temples throbbed violently.

Ning Fengzhi sighed and waved his hand.

"Forget it, have people go out to purchase ingredients.

Next time, remember to set up restrictions on the warehouse and cafeteria so these little fellows don't succeed again."

Lunchtime.

In Lin Xiao's courtyard.

A large stove had been set up.

Chef Guga stood beside the pot, busy back and forth, stir-frying the dishes in the pan.

Laborer Guga wore a bitter little expression, squatting beside the stove pit constantly adding firewood and stoking the fire, wearing a look of utter hopelessness.

"Coo—ga—"

Ning Rongrong cradled a soft, fluffy Cute Little Guga in her arms, standing nearby and staring unblinkingly at the pot.

Happy tears flowed straight from the corners of her mouth.

"Sluupr~ Wow, Guga, your culinary skills are truly great. It smells so good."

"Guga~~"

Chef Guga proudly raised its little head, swinging the spatula in its hand with even more vigor.

Waves of food aroma drifted out in all directions. Many sect disciples passing outside the courtyard involuntarily stopped their footsteps and peered longingly inside the yard.

Regrettably, the courtyard gate was guarded by several sturdily-built Evil Fat Guga holding baseball bats in their hands.

They firmly blocked them on the outside.

"Guga! Want to eat?"

"Mh-mh-mm!! Fragrant—ah no, I mean yes! Want to, so much!"

The crowd of disciples nodded frantically.

The leader of the Evil Fat Guga smiled mischievously, stretching out a small hand.

"10 gold coins per person, Guga!"

"What?! So expensive!"

The crowd of disciples suffered a massive psychological defense break. You robbed everything in the cafeteria, and now you turn around and want to sell it back to us at sky-high prices?!

It's simply defying the heavens!

Yet... that food really smelled so good~

Even the chefs of Tiandou City couldn't compare.

The Evil Fat Guga waved its baseball bat in front of everyone.

"Culinary skill is priceless, Guga! Not eating? Heh-heh~ You guys just watch from the outside, Guga."

A disciple in the crowd gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and spoke up:

"Fine! Ten coins it is! I'll eat!"

Seeing this, the others also nodded in succession; no one could resist this piercing aroma.

The leader of the Evil Fat Guga swung its little hand, arranging a few odd-job Guga to collect the money, smiling so hard the flesh on its face trembled chaotically.

Lin Xiao leaned on the recliner, feeling somewhat speechless.

He wasn't lacking money right now, but these little Guga still liked making money themselves.

Um... Under these circumstances, it should probably be considered a small treasury they stored up?

However, he was a good guardian, so he wouldn't say anything like helping them keep it safe and returning it to them later.

Soon, the first wave of food was finished.

Beside it stood a several-meter-high rice barrel filled to the brim with glittering, crystal-clear high-tier rice.

As for how something that tall was steamed all the way through...

One could only say it was Guga Divine Power.

"Aiyoma~ That smells so good~"

One disciple shoveled the food in his bowl, his mouth shiny with grease, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Another disciple nearby nodded repeatedly with a look of utter satisfaction:

"This old monk feels this lifetime has been worth it!"

"Eating this plate of Fried Tofu~ Even the old emperor can't compare to~ me~"

The other disciples didn't even want to talk, frantically shoveling rice into their mouths for fear that wasting another second would mean eating one less bite.

Lin Xiao and Ning Rongrong sat at a separate small table to dine.

Ning Rongrong nibbled on her rice in small bites, picking up dishes with her chopsticks from time to time with her cheeks puffing out, while still remembering to share a bit with Little Guga held in her arms.

Clearly, this meal suited the little girl's taste completely.

Her eyes narrowed happily, and her little feet swung back and forth.

Lin Xiao shook his head, pulled out a tissue from the side, and gently wiped the grease from the corners of Ning Rongrong's and Little Guga's mouths.

"Hehe~ Brother Lin Xiao, can I come eat here every day from now on?"

"Of course, Rongrong can come whenever she wants."

Lin Xiao affectionately pinched Ning Rongrong's little cheek.

The little girl at this moment didn't have the shape of that little witch from before.

She was just a tagalong who liked to trail behind his backside and call him brother; how could anyone bear to refuse such a little girl?

Ning Rongrong giggled foolishly and shoveled a few more mouthfuls of rice into her mouth.

Brother Lin Xiao is so nice, he's the best brother!